Luyện nghe bài hát Corey's Coming

Old John Joseph was a man with two names
left him in the railroad yard when they took away the trains
And only one run a week comes on roaring down lane
So, all he's got to worry is time

I come by in the to hear 'bout where he's been
He says, Come on sit down kid, shall I begin?
He telling me the stories of the glories of his past
But he always saves the of his Corey for the last

And he says, "My Corey's coming, no sad stories coming
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming aren't you
And like I told you, when she holds you she you in her world"

I was surprised to find out all the places that he knew
And so I asked the towns folk if his stories were
Well they said, Old was born here, he's lived here all his life
He's never had a woman, let alone a

And very soon find out as you check around
That no one named Corey's ever lived in town
So I chided the old man 'bout the truth that I had
Well he smiled and said, Reality is only a word

Can't you see my Corey's coming, no more sad stories
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's aren't you girl?
And like I you, when she holds you she enfolds you in her world

I came by one evening but he did not hear my
I looked in the window and I saw the was out
When he would not wake up I in the door
And I saw that old John Joseph tell stories no more

The scene at the graveyard, just of us were there
Me and the gravedigger we heard the parson's
He said, We need not grieve for man
For we know God cares

They put the cold dirt over him and me on my own
And when at I looked up I saw I was not alone
So I said, If you're a relative, he had a end
That's when she said, My is Corey you can say I'm just a friend

Corey's coming, no more sad stories
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming you girl?
And I told you, when she holds you she enfolds you in her world

So, that's the old man's story, I'm glad you came
To see a busted old railroad yard sure makes a lonely sight
You may why a young man would work out here alone
Well the job pays enough to some flesh on my bones

And I I get to missing the old man a bit
And there's one reason I guess I could admit

Can't you see my Corey's coming, no more sad stories
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming aren't you
And like he told me, she holds me she enfolds me in her world